Life

Why is life so painful?

Why are we all victims?

I’ll escape, I’m certain.

I’ll escape…..

Not feeling belonged.

So we drink it off.

Property. It’s mine…

That stranger is your property.

I’ll disappear and become a stranger

Carry me away….

I always get pushed

Struck by the younger

Shame of the old getting though the night.

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My Love

It’s not easy getting pushed.

Walking with you but they’re more in us.

It’s not easy hearing this stuff.

Trust is what I gave you

But you let it rust.

Know I’m running and not turning back,

Fell you there following

Never again will I stop,

Look at my footsteps,

Follow all you want but I will not stop.

There will be a never ending trail just like my love.